I think I have the writer’s version of postpartum depression. I’ve been trying not to whine (well, except a couple times over on Twitter). It was about 11:45 pm Monday night when I typed The End on Wishes in a Bottle (shivers in delight recalling that moment). About 2 minutes later, I got a sudden idea for just a lil bit more to squeeze in there between the final scene and the epilogue. But I was utterly exhausted and fell into bed… and at 1 am was wide awake because my Muse wanted me to get that bit written. I finally got up and did it… was only about 2 pages more, we’re not talking major here.
I woke up Tuesday morning just about incandescent, as you can imagine! After calling my mom and my daughter and everyone I knew and making them deaf with my “SQUEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!” in their ears, I went out to swim, then took myself out to buffet lunch at the Indian restaurant (where I hadn’t ever been but kept promising myself I would these last 2 years since I moved here). This is where I went wrong… I spent too long out in the pool, at 96 degrees at noon (but the water felt so WONDERFUL!)… and then stuffed myself at lunch (but it was GOOD!). This started a kind of yo-yo effect.. the “high” of having finished the manuscript interspersed with honestly not just feeling well (not so much from the food as the sun, the food just didn’t help matters). And of course the bouncing between high and low was exhausting, in and of itself.
I figured I’d be better today, but I’ve been blaaahhhhhhh. You know those moods when nothing is right? My left brain is all “you could do this” or “you should do that” and my right brain is “zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz” with the occasional “will you STFU” at the left brain.
I finally dove into researching agents, which I hadn’t meant to do til starting tomorrow, and to do it in bite-size chunks over the next week. But since I wasnt’ feeling like doing anything interesting or creative, it seemed a good time to do this and at least it’d be done and I could get that feeling of satisfaction at having all the information I need at my fingertips (my ocd’ness showing up heh). I’m almost done with that, about one more hour. Then I’ll work on my synopsis and try to get that down to 2 pages for those agents who specify the shorter length. I already have my query letter written. So I’ll be ready to start querying shortly… with two completed manuscripts for a three-book series, and the third is already half done!!! Okay I’ve managed to talk myself back into a better mood already, see??? LOL!